Contraband
(HELICOPTER APPROACHING)
MALE DISPATCHER:
We have India 114,
Flight 104 is
waiting for your go.
That's it, right there.
There's our guy.
Begin your final
approach to the target.
PILOT ON RADIO:
Flight 104, copy that.
ANDY:
Sh*t!Walter, wake up. Customs.
What? Who?
We need the f***ing bag.
Where the f*** is the key?
CBP OFFICER:
Tighten that line.
Easy, easy up.
Okay, okay.
Hurry up. Come on,
put it in the bag.
Come on!
CBP OFFICER:
Pull this up.Come on, come on. Let's go!
WALTER:
Go, Andy.CBP OFFICER:
Stop!Federal officer! Don't move!
(DOG BARKING)
Excuse me. Excuse me,
y'all. Can I have
everybody's attention?
I want to do a quick toast
to the bride and groom,
Danny and Shelly.
Congratulations.
(ALL CHEERING)
I can't believe it, man.
I'm f***ing married, Chris.
Danny, I know.
I was standing
right there with you.
Look, what about
this f***ing guy?
He's my best friend,
best man at my wedding.
He doesn't even remember
that this is where
my reception was.
Thank God he's sober.
You don't remember?
I remember throwing up
on Kate's shoes.
Yeah, I remember, too.
I apologized for that.
(PLAYING UPBEAT MUSIC)
Everybody,
do it like this.
(VOCALIZING)
TOMMY:
I mean, you werelike the Lennon and
McCartney of smuggling.
How do you smuggle
a f***ing Ferrari?
Where do you hide it?
CHRIS:
We didn't.We let customs
seize it in port.
Give me your phone.
SEBASTIAN:
You take the guts out.
The transmission,
the wiring system.
Take all that sh*t out,
hide it inside
other containers.
So, when customs
auctions off the car,
he gets himself
a Ferrari
for next to nothing.
He just bought
the empty shell?
Yes, he got the empty
shell at the auction.
And then we...
Sell him the missing parts.
...sold him back the guts.
And he's got himself
a new Ferrari
for less than
you paid for that
piece-of-sh*t Honda.
It's a nice Honda.
Yeah, that's
why you live
in it, right?
Because it's a
nice f***ing Honda.
Can I dance
with my wife?
Hey, what's up, buddy?
Can I get another one
of these when you
get a chance?
Hey, Chris.
Church, hey.
How are you doing, man?
Long time, no see.
Where you been?
Well, I'm living
out in Algiers now.
The f*** are you
doing out there?
It's nice,
I like it out there.
It's good for the family.
A guy like you
don't belong
in Algiers, Chris.
What are you
doing for work?
I started my own business,
setting up alarm systems.
Fill that up, will you?
Your old man
getting jailed
freak you out? Huh?
I guess.
That, and having
a wife and two little
boys, you know?
Yeah.
You've got to stick to
what you're good at,
though, Chris.
Listen, I offered
to take care of that
ship captain for your dad.
He said no.
Anyway, Chris,
if you're ever thinking
of getting back in,
let me know, okay?
Yeah?
Yeah.
Good.
I don't even know
why we're doing this
in the first place.
Just trust me, okay?
It will be cool.
If we try to run,
it will make it worse.
(SHIP HORN BLOWING)
Where are these guys?
Here we go,
here we go.
Be cool, now.
(WHISPERS) Here we go,
here we go.
ANDY:
Hey, man.Customs boarded us,
we had to dump the package.
You did?
We had no choice.
Right?
Nothing we could do, man.
That's it.
What did I say?
I told you it was cool.
WALTER:
Come on, man,let's get the f***
out of here.
(BOTH SCREAMING)
(PLAYING SLOW MUSIC)
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Hello?
It's my brother.
What happened?
Is he okay?
No. We've got to go now.
What?
(SIREN WAILING)
CHRIS:
Walteris in surgery.
What the f***
happened, Andy?
It was an accident.
You know what?
You're a shitty liar,
so don't even f***ing try.
Look at me when
I'm talking to you.
I was running something.
We got boarded,
and I dumped it.
You dumped what?
The coke.
KATE:
Oh, f***.ANDY:
It wasover 10 pounds.
For who?
For Tim Briggs
and those guys.
They're going to kill me.
Andy, they're not
going to kill you.
ANDY:
It was a lot of stuff.I'm sorry.
You should be
f***ing sorry.
Is he all right?
No, the little fuckhead
was running something
and he dumped it.
Now he owes.
Who? Who does he owe?
Tim Briggs.
Ask around,
see what you can
find out, all right?
How is Kate?
Not good.
CHRIS:
I can't believehe did that.
When I quit,
I told him to stay
away from these guys.
Please, if you had
anything to do with this,
just tell me right now.
I just told you.
Okay.
He's my little brother.
I know. I'm going to
take care of it.
I got you.
KATE:
I'll call youin the morning.
JEANIE:
Okay, no problem.Good night.
CHRIS:
So you saidKing Security
put the system in?
That's right.
A lot of good it did.
It's a decent system,
but your locks are a joke.
Anybody who knows
the response time
is going to be able
to get in and out.
(CELL PHONE RINGS)
Can you excuse me
for one second, sir?
Yes.
What's going on?
SEBASTIAN:
It's about Briggs,Kyle's brother.
Yeah, and?
I don't know, hold on.
Guys! Guys!
How are we doing today?
Is my office still going
to be done last week?
You having a nice morning?
(WORKERS AGREEING)
Good!
Briggs got out of
prison two months ago.
He hangs out
at the Old Point Bar.
I'll pop over there
after I'm done work and
see if I can talk to him.
Sorry about that, sir.
The cameras are
nice and small,
they'll fit right up
there in the corner.
(FUNKY MUSIC PLAYING)
Oh, sh*t! (LAUGHS)
Chris Farraday, back from
the dead, man! Yeah!
Good to see you, man.
Oh, sh*t. This man was
a world-class smuggler here.
You were f***ing
Houdini, man.
Yeah, he used to
run with my brother,
God rest his miserable soul.
Too bad your skill
didn't rub off
on your shithead
brother-in-law.
No, I know,
he's a f***-up.
Mmm.
But he's my wife's
little brother.
I was hoping you
understand it's family,
maybe we could
work something out.
Well, I don't know.
What do you want to work out?
You want to work out
something with me?
I can figure out
a way to pay you back
the buy money.
No, that's worth
Oh, come on, man.
No, come on, man.
You're going to try to
charge me full freight
for a bad run?
Customs boards the boat,
you dump that sh*t.
You know how it goes.
You know how many passes
I gave your brother
in his day?
Yeah, I hated my brother.
What do you want to do,
a payment plan?
What, do I look like
a bank to you?
No, I was just hoping
you could be
f***ing reasonable, here.
Hey! This ain't your
world anymore, man!
You're a tourist,
you can't trade on
status you don't have.
I got bills to pay.
You know, when people
f*** that up, that's
their f***ing problem.
You think that's funny?
You got bills?
I like your outfit.
I liked your brother.
MAN:
We're here today,that's the important thing.
So, you know, learning to
let go and let God
is what's been pulling me
through all of this.
You're going to have to
talk me down before
I f***ing kill Briggs.
Probably be better off.
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